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 1 I   |   tapestries, with their peculiar looking figures. At sight of her
 2 III |          rounded, with gaps in it looking something like an immense
 3 III |        when the young man is good looking and the girl is pretty.
 4 III | downstairs the following morning, looking fresh and sweet in a pretty
 5 IV  |            papa.”~And the father, looking into her eyes and still
 6 IV  |          with her eyes cast down, looking at the dusty footprints
 7 IV  |        The baron replied, without looking up: “Go, my children,” and
 8 IV  |        said, “there is Aunt Lison looking at us.”~The vicomte raised
 9 IV  |     thinking:~“Yes, Aunt Lison is looking at us.”~And they continued
10 VI  |       weight at her heart on only looking out of the window.~Then
11 VI  |           the front door.~Julien, looking clean and brushed up, looked
12 VI  |          he looks!”~The baroness, looking out of the carriage window,
13 VII |         and, taking her hands and looking steadfastly at her, she
14 VII |             It was Julien who was looking for her.~Oh! she did not
15 VII |       hour later the priest came, looking fatter than ever, and puffing
16 VII |        turned back into the room, looking paler than his daughter,
17 VIII|        and lustreless, fair hair, looking as though the sunlight had
18 VIII|         Julien paced up and down, looking concerned, but perfectly
19 VIII|           abruptly, his face red, looking very indignant.~From the
20 VIII|           screwed up courage, and looking up at the sky, remarked: “
21 IX  |          standing in the doorway, looking horribly pale and with his
22 IX  |            Jeanne and Julien were looking at this royal gift when
23 IX  |        bursting into laughter and looking quickly at each other, as
24 IX  |           about the little paths, looking for the spot.~All at once,
25 IX  |     infant, whom she seemed to be looking at for the first time. She
26 IX  |         down.~And she stood there looking at her, repeating half mechanically: “
27 X   |          woman’s real desire, and looking at her out of the corner
28 X   |         kennel of Mirza, the dog, looking curiously at something with
29 X   |       hands behind his back, also looking on with curiosity. One would
30 XI  |     seated for a whole afternoon, looking out at the sea from the
31 XI  |      dumbfounded, and stood there looking at each other.~The principal,
32 XI  |          as I have.” And Rosalie, looking at this white-haired woman,
33 XIII|        she began to wander about, looking into the faces, going and
34 XIV |        She stood on the platform, looking at the railroad track as